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3 years ago

That’s the problem with letting the light in—after it’s been taken away from you, it feels even darker than it was before.

The grace year, Kim Liggett


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3 years ago

Flowers need plenty of water and sunshine to grow. Love, too, needs attention and affection, or else it slowly withers away from neglect. Once love’s gone, it’s as brittle as a dried-out leaf. You pick it up, only to discover that it’s turned to ash beneath your once careful touch, gone on a swift wind forever.

Stalking jack the ripper, Kerri Maniscalco


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3 years ago

But the thing that makes me really messed up is the contradiction: when I'm not hating myself, I feel righteous and victimized. Like the world is so unfair

We were liars, E Lockhart


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3 years ago

It didn't matter whether she decked herself in knives or pearls. The world would always demand that a girl apologize for herself, but she would apologize for nothing.

Ace of shades, Amanda Foody


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3 years ago

Hope is hugging me, holding me in its arms, wiping away my tears and telling me that today and tomorrow and two days from now I will be just fine and I'm so delirious I actually dare to believe it.

Shatter me, Tahereh Mafi


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3 years ago

He was always sad, he knew. But there was a difference between a perpetual state of unhappiness and a sudden gust of it, leaving him cold and helpless. Floundering with no sight of an end.

We hunt the flame, Hafsah Faizah


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3 years ago

He wondered if you could be exhausted without knowing it, if hope could be lost not all at once but could slip away gradually, day by day, and vanish before you ever realized.

The Bane chronicles, Cassandra Clare


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3 years ago

After all this time, she still had not found an end to her grief. It was a dark well, an echoing place into which she’d once cast a stone, sure that it would strike bottom and she would stop hurting. Instead, it just kept falling.

King of scars, Leigh Berdugo


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3 years ago

I stand in front of my window and imagine myself a fearless knight, imagine myself a witch who hid her heart in her finger and then chopped her finger off

Folk of air, Holly Black


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3 years ago

“Oh, you’re too much" people said, and it wasn’t complimentary. Yes, she was too much. She felt like too much inside all the time.

So why wasn’t she ever enough?

Diviners, Libba Bray


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